People, Shut Up — Jaded
What good does speaking bring when action is the goal? Quietly, we make it happen, remembering the role. But again, let’s not, and say we did, so the presumption of others becomes that Disney classic bid: “I’m a real boy.”
Curtains Down — Jaded
Let’s pause and wake the fuck up. Laughing at your satire, yet I walked away with the Oscar. You tried to backstab me, dragging me into your world of people, places, and things. I volunteered for consideration— let that sink in. Remarkably, I saw three…
Power of My Witchcraft — Jaded
Power of my witchcraft crafted a new weapon. I am the king of my restless kingdom, yet captive to my own guilt. I fought for this throne, a bloody, shameless man, fueled by demonic rage, revealing the dark sorcery that lies within brotherhood. This is my…
They Gotta Talk to You Nicely — Jaded
Life laughs, as you were told its joyfulness would bring prosperity and carry your grace. It is a life lesson: continue life’s ignorance and find peace— embrace the extraordinary. Linger with your outcast— it’s your fault you’re this closed off.
Ugh — Jaded
Another friend slipped away. The devotion of love came to her presence, defining my future with a good friend, while trying to maintain the relationship we already had. This right is bitter, righteous, and just downright wrong.
People Are Pocket Change — Jaded
A purchased party, transactional at its finest— some are worth cents while others are worth dollars. A purchased party, disputable, thrown out the window, forever a lifesaver. A purchased party, transactional at its finest— just hope they don’t come back…
The Unspoken Backdrop — Jaded
Love is something that makes us feel the happiest alive, but it can lie. When you think you’ve found someone, yet you’re left trying to forget. Days slip by, and still, you miss them. You sit in the past, letting it mold your well-being. What’s better in…
Friendships in Passing — Jaded
He fought the pull to end it all, dragging himself through battles he didn’t start— questions clawing at his mind. Why can others just walk away from memories, as if they never mattered? Why do people enter and exit his life with no regard, no lasting…
Love Burns Bones — Jaded
Love drains my soul, heart, body, mixing with the water of my teardrops. I’m left carrying a heavy burden— missed melodies, sorry melancholy. Whispering to the heavens, “What did I do?” but bracing for karma to flash before my heavy eyes. Strap in. Let’s…
Jaded — Jaded
My mind is blank— a straight line stretching endlessly. Is there an explanation for this loose feeling woven into the mist of broken thoughts? I can’t breathe. Eyes wide open, too close to the edge of an inner darkness, spinning between shadow and light.…